Hello. It's Kikki here. I'd like to tell you that I don't own Naruto/The Akatsuki and that the only thing I do own is thinking of Seikatsu and this story.

Water ran down my face as I sat on my roof in the rain. My room was hot again and I hated being cooped up anyway. The cool rain was a relief to me even if it soaked me to the bone now.

I'd been doing this, sitting on my roof, every night for a few days now and I remember why I enjoyed it so much. When the sky was clear I could watch the stars and when it was raining I would just lie there and relax. The sky was always as much of a fascination to that fighting was. The way it made you feel at one with life and how you come to the realization that there was still a lot to learn about the world.

Fighting was about the only thing I was good at apart from dancing but I always thought that the two were much to similar to be considered much differently. I loved the way my muscles would move under my skin. The warm feeling they got when you worked hard. The harsh sting when you messed up. Everything about it was amazing and because of my love for it I was also dedicated to it and I quickly became the best fighter in our village.

People loved watching me fight and those people also loved to watch me dance. It didn't take long for me to start mixing the two. Now I moved gracefully as I fought, as silent as a cat. My body moved flawlessly for me; I never fell, never over extended myself, never stepped wrong, and most of all never failed.

I wasn't conceited, oh my never, I was simply at peace with my body and knew it. Out of all the people I have fought in life only a select few had ever made me try more than normal, and once I saw them I knew why. They were all like me, more in sync with themselves than they were anything else in life and that was how we knew exactly what our body would do when we moved a certain way.

But back to me on the roof.

I closed my eyes to the soft rain letting it fall completely on my face. As my body relaxed I let out a soft sigh and stretched out. It was winter in my village now but I'd yet to ever see snow fall here. I lay there calmly and drifted into a light sleep.

I don't know how long I'd been out but when I awoke I knew something was off. Instinctively I didn't move and kept my breathing calm and even. A few more minutes passed before I knew what had been wrong. A soft shuffling was coming from my room.

Quickly and quietly I rolled onto my feet, opening my eyes and surveying the area around me. Clear, good. My hand want to my waist, reflexively reaching for my short sword. I looked down angrily when my hand met air and remembered I was in my pajamas, an under armor t-shirt and skin tight shorts.

I mentally cursed myself and flung myself over the side of my house landing silently on my porch roof in front of my window. A shadow was moving around in my room and I watched as it got bigger and opened my window, stepping out onto my roof with me. I pressed myself into the side of my house and kept my breathing silent waiting until the moved away from my window until I quietly turned doing a diving roll inside.

They must have heard me because as soon as my hand reached under my pillow, grabbing the arm length blade I kept there, a kunai was pressed against my throat.

"How rude. First you break into a women's house, riffle through her things, and then you put a knife to her throat. Didn't anyone teach you manners?" My voice was venomous as I calmly said these things and I slowly moved my hand out from under my pillow. They pushed the knife flush to my skin and I raised my hands away from my bed. "May I ask what it is you want? Because if it's money you're looking for I'd personally go to my neighbors house."

Another set of hands pulled me up as the knife stayed against my neck. "Are you going to listen calmly or- do we have to use force?" I crinkled my brow at the fact that two voices just came from the same exact place. I considered their question and shrugged.

"I can listen, not like I have anything better to do, but you'll have to remove that kunai."

"If we remove it you'll just go for a knife of your own." The first voice countered.

"Then shall we go onto the roof?" The person moved me towards my window as my answer, turning so that I had to go out first. As the turned me I noticed another figure moving swiftly behind us and a duffle bag on my floor. I stepped through my window and the kunai moved from my neck as I head them stand up behind me.

I turned to face whomever it was and prepared myself to fight at a moments notice. "Good. Now onto business. We are Zetsu and you should be Mrs.-"

"Miss. My mother would be Mrs." Yep definitely two voices, but then where is the other person? Behind them? No, then one voice would be muffled. Could they both be coming from him? I looked up at the man in front of me and tilted my head to the side, slightlyconfused by what I saw. He was much taller than me and had on the stupidest cloak I'd ever seen but that wasn't the oddest part, he had a huge green… plant coming up past his head and he was two different colors… black and white.

"What no screaming? How boring. Hush! I apologies for his rudeness… Miss. Um Seikatsu?"

I looked at him even more confused now. "You have a personality disorder of some kind? And yes now you have the right person."

"N- to put it simply I suppose that would work. Good now we can discuss what we came here for."

I relaxed slightly but remained prepared to fight him. "Go on."

"We are from a criminal organization known as the Akatsuki and have been given orders to apprehend you and have you become a member. What do you say? Care to join?"

Criminals huh? That explains the B.n.E. I have nothing wrong with criminals… might be interesting… and I had been thinking of moving… "Alright. Sounds good to me." Surprise flashed across their face but quickly disappeared.

"Interesting… Very. Tobi, have you finished packing her things?"

"I doubt it, there are over twenty different knives hidden in there." I walked up and stepped around Zetsu slipping into my room to find the one who must've been Tobi setting sheathed weapons into a different duffle bag from the one I'd first seen. Quickly and silently I slipped up next to him peering over his shoulder. "Huh, would you look at that. He found all of em, even their sheathes."

Tobi practically jumped out of his skin when I spoke up and swiveled towards me incredibly fast. His face was covered by a tacky orange mask but at least he wasn't wearing that stupid cloak. I brushed my wet hair out of my face and zipped the duffle bag picking it up one handed. "Ah no. You should let Tobi carry that for you. It would get heavy if you had to carry it by yourself."

I shrugged and held the bag out to him and he stuck out a gloved hand. I smirked and dropped the handle into his hand. The weight of it caught him off guard and he almost toppled forward struggling to pick it back up. "Still sure you want to carry it there, boy?"

I grabbed the strap pulling it up with one arm and set it over my shoulder with ease. "Wow you're a strong people." Person. Hm… yeah better of not said girl. I grinned at him and went to pack my own personal bag of things he most likely would have ignored and came back with it strung over my other shoulder.

Once I returned we left quickly. I spared one last look at my house and grinned keeping up with them easily.

Well here's the first chapter. I'll try to keep writing this as best I can. Please review.